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My two girls were home for the holiday. One, Amber, lived some distance away, working. The other, Tanya, had been away at University, and this was the first time in almost a year that they were both home with me at the same time. I noticed how much they had changed while they had been away, both of them more confident, more dominant.
It was only their second night home and I had enjoyed a year of having the house to myself, and not bothering to lock the bathroom door when I was in there, or even wearing clothing around the house. Usually, always in Summer, and once the room was warm enough in winter, I would strip off, and enjoy the feeling I get from being naked.
Which is why I was in the shower one afternoon, and the bathroom door was unlocked. It surprised me when the door opened and Amber, the older at twenty-two, walked in. I tried ignoring her, but she sat on the toilet seat watching as I lathered my body.
"I see your figure is as sexy as always," she told me, "and you even shave your pussy."
"And why wouldn't I?" I asked her, "do you think I am too old to want to look good?"
"No, of course not," she assured me, "just wondering who you are staying sexy for?"
Before I could reply, her sister, Tanya, walked in. At nineteen she was turning into a truly sexy girl. University life seemed to agree with her. If I had not been her mother I would have really tried to get into her pants, but that is the punishment of being a parent. You can look but not touch.
"Hey, what are you doing?" she asked Amber.
"Just watching Mum shower," she was told, "what do you think? Sexy enough?"
Tanya studied me carefully.
"Oh yes," she replied, "very much so. What are you thinking?"
Amber smiled. "I am thinking we could take her to her bedroom and enjoy playing with her," she said, "how about it?"
Tanya smiled back at her.
"That sounds like fun," she told her sister, "think she will come along quietly?"
"Does it really matter?" Amber asked her. "two of us, one of her, and I bet we can help ourselves to what she has."
I looked from one to the other, not sure if they were joking or not. I decided to play along.
"And how long have you been into women?" I asked.
"Since we read your emails and files," Tanya admitted, "you really should learn not to wander off leaving yourself logged on."
Oh hell, this was because I had been on my own so long that I had forgotten the need for turning things off.
"So you know then that I am bi?" I asked, "and that I have been since my teen years?"
"Oh yes, sexy Mummy," Amber told me, "we know a lot that we never even suspected, including your love of bondage games, group sex, and the fact that you are a sub. Now get out of that shower before I come and drag you out."
"Yes, Mistress," I said without even thinking about it, and automatically falling into the role of willing sub.
I stepped out meekly, surprised at how forceful she was. She came over to me, pulling my arms behind me and holding my wrists firmly.
"Tanya, dry her off," she ordered, "we don't want her catching a cold, do we?"
Tanya picked up the big bath sheet, patting me dry, and using the soft fabric to tease my nipples to full hardness, and then rubbing vigorously between my legs, making me squirm. Amber turned me around effortlessly, holding my hands high and letting Tanya dry my back and bottom, then marching me backwards into the bedroom and sitting me down on the bed.
"Very good," Amber praised me, "we will have you turned into a fully trained sub in no time."
"What do you mean by that?" I asked her.
"Tanya, like we discussed," Amber said, "her training starts now."
Tanya got onto the bed, grabbing my wrists and turning me around until I was on my tummy. She pulled my arms straight out in front of me. I squirmed but could not pull free from her grip. Without warning, my backside exploded in a riot of pain and I heard the loud "WHACK" of leather on flesh.
I struggled and caught a glimpse of Amber raising something broad and black, them more pain and burning stinging as the second blow landed. Oh God, she was spanking me with something, a leather paddle maybe. The shock and pain were what I had once seen described as "exquisite agony," each blow bringing in its wake the arousal and the warm tingling between my legs.
I screamed as the third blow hit across both cheeks, but I knew that even if Tanya let go of me, I would stay in this position until Amber had finished. Another smack, and another scream, as I writhed on the bed for them, legs kicking wildly and futilely. Another stroke of the paddle, and my backside was a single mass of burning sensitivity, then a sixth, and I realised I had tears running down my face and moisture between my legs. The spanking stopped. A fingernail scraped across my butt, making me flinch as it touched hot sensitive skin.
"Stand her up," Amber ordered.
Tanya stood me on my feet, turning me to face my tormentor.
"The rules are very simple, Mummy dearest," Amber murmured, "I am Miss Amber, this is Miss Tanya. That is how you will address us. We will give orders, you will say, "yes, Miss," and do what we have told you to do. No arguing, no hesitation or talking back. Is this understood?"
"Yes," I muttered sullenly.
"Tanya, again," Amber said.
Once more I was held across the bed and the paddle applied to my already bruised and burning behind.
"I... WHACK... Will... WHACK … Be... WHACK... Obeyed... WHACK!"
I was stood back up.
"I asked, is this understood?" Amber repeated, "Is it?"
"Yes, Miss Amber," I stated, eyes downcast and hands behind me.
"See, that was not hard to learn, was it?" Amber looked at me, "you are our Bitch, here for our amusement and enjoyment. Clear?"
"Yes, Miss Amber," I told her, "it is clear."
"Good, now go and prepare food, you may have some too," she instructed me, "and later we will be having some friends round."
"Yes, Miss Amber," I told her, "excuse me, Miss Amber, but may I ask something?"
"Possibly," she said hesitantly, "what do you want to know?"
"Please, Miss Amber, " I said, "what clothes am I permitted to wear?"
"Good point," she smiled, "Tanya, you still have that costume from last year's party?"
"Oh yes," Tanya smiled, "that will be perfect. Might be a little small but so what?"
She went out of the room, returning shortly with a maid's costume, a very sexy and skimpy maid's costume. She held it out to me.
"Thank you, Miss Tanya," I said.
"Not the panties," Amber told her, "she will not need those. Just the dress and stockings."
Tanya smiled even broader, as she imagined how I would look in the outfit.
"Well?," demanded Amber, "what are you waiting for? Put it on."
"Yes, Miss Amber," I said.
I pulled on the white hold-up stockings, feeling so erotic, and slipped the skimpy dress over my head, pulling the thin shoulder straps into place and fastening the tiny apron in a bow behind my back. The hem did not even cover my buttocks, I could feel it brushing my bottom.
The stocking tops were showing, even while I was just standing still with arms by my side. So long as I did not lift my arms, my crotch was just hidden, but only just. Tanya had been in my wardrobe, and she threw a pair of black stilettos to me, six-inch heels with ankle straps.
"Put these on," she ordered.
"Yes, Miss Tanya," I answered, bending to fasten them and feeling my dress ride high over my ass.
"Oh yes," she breathed, "the girls will love that when they come round later."
Amber smiled, putting her arms around her sister and kissing her.
"Wait until we have her vibe-fucking herself in front of them," she told Tanya, "they will all want a go at her."
After the meal, Amber checked and decided we needed more alcohol, mainly wine, vodka, and mixers.
"I will go to the supermarket and get them," she told her sister, "I will take the Bitch to carry them for me."
"Yes, Miss Amber," I said, reaching for my coat.
"What are you doing, Bitch?" she snapped, "Were you told to put a coat on?"
I realised my error.
"No, Miss Amber, sorry."
"Put this on," she ordered, passing me a dog collar.
I looked at her aghast, but did not dare say anything. Meekly, I fastened it around my neck, cringing as she attached a long leash to it. "Heel," she ordered, and set off briskly, forcing me to stumble after her, unused as I was to the high heels. We got many strange looks as we walked, but that was nothing to what we got in the store.
Everyone was watching. When she found the right shelf, she ordered me to get the bottles of mixer down from the top shelf. I did so, knowing I was exposing all my backside as I did so. The men watching seemed to enjoy the show, as did some of the women. The vodka she wanted was on the lowest shelf. When I started to crouch down to it, she jerked me back by the leash.
"Straight legs, Bitch," she commanded.
"Yes, Miss Amber," I replied.
I bent at the waist, showing even more than I did reaching up. She stroked a hand over the naked globes so prominently on show. Men watching licked their lips at the sight. She packed the bottles carefully in a cardboard box, giving it to me to carry. I tried clutching it to my chest, but that was not the idea.
"On your head, and hold it in place," she told me, "and God Help you if you drop any."
I did as ordered, and my dress rode up as I was forced to raise my arms to keep the box steady. Surely she would not make me walk home like this, with everything on show, I told myself. I was wrong. She did make me walk home like that, buttocks and pussy on show for any who wanted to enjoy the sight. Once back home, she laid out the drinks along with glasses and snacks on trays in the kitchen.
"When our friends arrive, you can hold the tray, and offer it around, Refill it when it is almost empty," she instructed, "and, Bitch, you will not touch yourself at all this evening. Is that understood?"
"Yes, Miss Amber," I told her, "I understand."
She came to me, kissed me deeply, and then slowly stroked her finger up my already moist slit, pressing my clit as she felt how aroused I already was. I squirmed at the torture. As their friends arrived, I greeted them with drinks and snacks, pointing out wine, vodka, and mixers which were all on the sideboard. All girls, I noticed. They all looked at me curiously, then went to talk to one of my girls. Eventually there were about ten plus my two.
"Girls, can I have your attention, please?" Amber announced, "As you can see, we have a Bitch serving us tonight. Anything you want, just address her as "Bitch", or "Slut" or whatever you want."
The girls all looked at me in my sexy maid's outfit.
"Bitch has strict instructions that she is not permitted to touch herself at all, so I would appreciate it if you tell me should she disobey. This does not stop any of you touching anything you want, of course, just try not to let her come."
The girls all smiled at that idea, Needless to say, next time I went round with drinks, every one of them took time to stroke me a few times, feeling my wetness, and watching my frustration increase, Eventually, after an hour or two, Amanda called me over to her. I went, standing with eyes down as she expected, hoping that I was to be given a climax. Instead, she just ran her fingers up my slit. feeling how wet I now was.
"Very good, Bitch," she told me, "now go sit on the sofa between Shirley and June, they want to play with you."
"Yes, Miss Amanda," I answered.
I went to sit where she indicated. The two girls moved so I could sit between them, running hands over me. I wriggled for them, as a hand crept up my leg, and another squeezed my boobs. It was not long before a shoulder strap was slipped off my shoulder. The other strap was slipped soon off, exposing my tits to their hands and mouths.
By now, other girls were watching enviously as they teased me, all clearly wanting some fun with me. Amanda saw this, and called to me.
"Stand up, Slut," she ordered, "over here."
I stood, feeling my costume fall to the floor as one of the girls tugged at the bow fastening my apron, leaving me in just stockings and heels. When I was stood in front of my Mistress, she turned me, bent me forward, and slid a vibrating butt plug in my tight butt-hole. I squirmed as it started to stimulate me, but I knew it would not make me come on that setting. She really meant to torture me. She pushed me away from her.
"Kneel, legs apart," she told me, "hands behind your neck and keep them there."
The girls all watched as I assumed the pornographic pose in the middle of the floor, everything on display for their enjoyment.
"Enjoy her, girls," Amanda told them, "but remember, no climaxes. Not for her at least."
In seconds I was surrounded by ten girls, while Tanya was sat on her big sister's knee, skirt up to her waist and panties off. Even as I watched, Amanda unzipped Tanya's dress and slid it off her upper body, leaving her naked apart from the dress bunched around her waist.
I had hands and lips all over me, and one girl slid her panties down and off her foot, pushing a nicely shaved pussy towards my mouth. I buried my head between her open legs, tongue teasing her slit, tasting that gorgeous nectar, before starting to tease and probe with my tongue, rubbing my face against her wetness. I flicked the clit with my tongue, trying to ignore all the poking, prodding probing fingers and tongues torturing my body, while I gave the girl in front of me a shuddering screaming climax.
Her love-juices ran over my face, dripping onto my boobs. I saw Amanda, fingers deep inside Tanya and watching me perform for her guests. Then the next girl was in front of me. Again and again, as each was brought to a climax, the pussy in front of me, smoothly shaved or soft and hairy, was replaced with a fresh one, until my mouth, jaws, and tongue were aching, and all ten girls had come for me.
Meanwhile, the rest of my body was screaming for a climax. Not for one moment had the girls stopped teasing and stroking me. My nipples were so hard that they ached, my legs were damp with my own juices that seeped out of my aroused pussy, and my chin and boobs were covered in the come-juices of ten girls who were lucky enough to be allowed a climax. When she saw all ten had come, Amanda stopped her enjoyment of her sister.
"Come here, Slut," she ordered, then, as I started to rise, "No, on your knees."
I crawled over to her. She spread her legs wide.
"Feeling horny?" she laughed, "Want a climax?"
I nodded carefully, aware that it could be another of her sadistic jokes.
"Eat me, Slut," she ordered, "if I come well enough, I promise you will get climaxes."
I lowered my face to her, finding her already wet and ready. While I was teasing her with lips and tongue, Tanya reached a hand down to her own clit, rubbing briskly while I licked and probed in her sister, feeling her begin to tremble and then Amanda's juices flooded out over me as she came wonderfully for me, and then Tanya was coming as well, screaming her pleasure as Amanda kissed her.
When they had recovered a little, Amanda whispered to Tanya, and Tanya left the room, returning shortly with two strap-ons, handing them to two of the girls, and a couple of vibes.
"Here you are, Ladies," Amber announced, "double-ended strap-ons, for you to use on our willing come-slut. But first, she will demonstrate how nicely she can come."
Tanya handed me a vibe, and Amber nodded to me. I looked at her in horror. Surely she was not going to make me degrade myself by having me perform for them all, with every girl watching as I brought myself to climax. I saw her warning look as I hesitated, and knew I would have to obey her, or face her displeasure.
I ran the vibe along my wet slit, enjoying the feeling, then slid it into me. I knew better than to try and fake it, and besides, by then I really was desperate for a climax. I started sliding it in and out, squirming with embarrassment as I saw the girls all watching me. After a few moments though, I stopped caring.
The vibe was pumped harder and faster, and my legs opened wider as I came for my audience, trying to muffle my screams as I felt my love juices running onto my open thighs.
"Okay, Girls," Amber announced, "your turn now. How many times can you make her come for me?"
This was greeted by squeals of delight from the girls, and cushions were quickly scattered on the floor, a couple going under my butt as I was stretched out with girls holding arms and legs wide, whileTo continue reading this story you must be a member. Join for FREE here.
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